Morning journal and courier., 1887-05-28
CORRESPONDENCE.

Going to Europe-The People on a
 French Steamer-A YeIloy-HaIred
 GirI-A ColIisIon-The Queer French.
 FRAscATIs, Havre, May 10. To the Editor of the JOURNAL AND COURIER:
 Going to Europe nowadays does not amount to very much. Of course if you have to go alone you are down in the mouth beforehand. But it is wonderful how the Anglo-Saxon will cover himself with appa- rent indifference when the time comes. You out into the stream. Everything all the way to Sandy Hook is of everyday seeing. You of course do not look at the French mon- strosity for fear of it's making you seasick. When the pilot goes there is little tug at the heart strings, for that breaks connection. Then Long Island fades away, and there you are swinging deliciously in the eternal heav- ing of the bosom of the sea. It seems like the rhythm of kindly disposed earthquake, for the element of uncertainty is always present. You eat you drink, you sleep, you chat, you don't read much, and if the oppor- tunity presents itself you are sure to put in little flirting, for mind you no one is mar ried at sea. On French steamer there are all sorts of folks; French, Italians, Span
 
 priests, and few Americans who are willing to go to the bottom if they can do it com- fortably. There are always those on board who deem themselves better than the rest and sit apart. There are noisy people who get drunk. There are frightful bores. And there is sure to be someone with dark eyes and yellow hair leading all the young and old-married and single-men captive, &c., making wives, daughters and would sweet hearts continually exclaim: sHow awful how shocking; how perfectly disgusting" And went along till we had passed the Scilly Islands and were fairly in the Eng fish channel. There was an intense fog, the 'Syrene," as the French call their improved fog whistle, shreaking like ten thousand sea ] gulls. There was not breath of wind to help 8 sailing vessel out of the way of a steamer. Still we were going at full speed | perhaps to beat the time of an English rival. It was nearly eleven and we were about bid- \ ding one another good night when-in some | dime novel think I have seen the expression ! l-"His, her or their teeth rattled." In a moment we were all on deck. And there, ! clinging to our bow as if imploring pity and ! help, ship nearly as large as our own. | And we all knew that when we shook off he1 l hand-and shake it off we must-her lights would go out and her set sails would know ! no more the winged life of favoring breezes. ! Her crew had time to get aboard-two of ! them hurt by the collision. Then came the final scene. It was too much for the yellow. haired girl, who so lar had clung to me. She ran below in terror. could only think of ! Wagner's Flying Dutchman and of fine representation of LAfricaine There were l not five seconds from the time when the crash of spars and rigging began till the sea ! was as quiet and as still as the table on which ! I am writing.
 Very little sleep that night for anyone | though our ship was but scratched and not g drop of water had found it's way into the hold. Two Spaniards robed themselves ir ' life preservers and sat bolt upright on deck till smorning. The yel1ow-haired girl i'm proved the opportunity by going into attrac | tive mysteries. No one of her adorers could ! single handed possibly furnish the soothing required. When we reached Havre we heard ! of the Champagne's disaster and shuddered ! all over again. It took more than one ol | Frascatis' fried soles to restore equanimity Erudite New Haven will undoubtedly take an interest in a notice gracing every state room.
 ELECTRIC
 l Turn the knob to light the lamp or to put out respectfully requested put them out when leaving ter eleven o'clock D. m to leave the lamp lightec only in of necessity after that time the sup ply of electricity being limited if too freely used ! they would be short of light afterwards
 have carefully copied every punctuation point there IS in the original. This is un doubtedly the work of a Frenchman whose knowledge of the English language is tht pride and joy of himself and his family Queer people the French are. It is iinpossi ble for them to understand anything or any body except from their own point of view ! And if you wish to get on pleasantly witt them you must not only accept their notions but Frenchify all your own notions. My room overlooks the large garden of the ho ! tel. It is full of sodden trunks from the Champagne, and thickly strung all over or lines is sea-soaked fnery, which alas! vii ! Harbor. PERIANDER.